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Standing here,Staring out where there's no end
its so damn open in the world, yet i-i feel so closed in
Just stuck in this box, with no room to explore
As if i have to be who they say,just that and nothing more.

Trying to be me for just a moment
But everywhere i turn somebody's there
Watching,Waiting for me to mess up
One wrong move and for me they wont care

I know which move i should make
Instead i make a different one
One spots this mistake,and tells the rest
And now im really done

The box collapses
But instead of setting me free
It adds more pressure
By collapsing on me